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Titus, Esther. Letter to Amy Kirby Post.
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My Dear Amy
instead of writing on this little bit of paper I
would write to thee, on the great big sky, for I would say
so much could it only go to the in the air —
so you had such a beautiful time, just the right gathering
but I am never going to say any thing more on the subject of spiritualism
to those two dear cousins of mine — some how or other I always
drive on that track when I get where they are, they must
take their time to look into this great truth, for all of me,
but I am glad they were there that evening – but they didn't
say a word, and they never will, – don't let us burden them
with the subject — I am glad Mary and William were
there, I know they deeply thought I know they felt, – this world
is not all that interests them, — I am delighted that James G
Clarke was there, and sang tho I was not there to hear him,
and was Carry my Carry there too – O how beautiful
that she should see Abram Lincon, beside Frederick, just
where I should expect to see him – I remember long long
ago of hearing Henry C Wright in a lecture say "could the
Nazarene come on earth again, who do you think he would
come the first too; the fugitive — with him he would lay
his head on the boys" [illegible]' yes Abram Lincon would come to
Frederick. his [illegible] but exalted brother – if he come to each
at all, — but I congratulate thee glorious Lincon that thy
work is done – and that thou hast entered faithful servant into
the joy of thy Lord – still we would ask thee, to look down upon us;
walk with the labourers in the field, and as justice must be
muted out, let us have thy high approval – And Oh how
beautiful that Frederick should be made [semble?] of ^the^ [?presence?]
of his guests – how I would love to meet with Frederick, I believe
I shall in the right time; I believe there is a ^right^ time for all things
and that time will come ^yet^ my Soul so longs for his full and
perfect establishment independant of every mortal on the
face of this earth – his feeling pulse will never wane to
beat, untill it beats with Gods great heart – I most
truly believe , — his noble soul will rise free yet dismant-
elled; like a glorious sun to its meridian light, yes
I feel as if it was onward, on its March now
that the mist and fogs are underfoot, – let us all help
him; push him from [illegible], let him go — let him walk
with Lincon and with god —